I Had To Break Up With My Old Lady…
While the restaurant cashier is making small talk, as I wait for the other counter ladies to stop eating the food I just brought back for inexplicable reasons, and pack me some new food, we somehow get on the subject of Sons of Anarchy, and how it just aired its last episode. I tell the cashier how sad I was to see it end, and how emotional I got. And then I get teary-eyed right there in the restaurant. I can see that the clerk, who is just making small talk, after all, is inwardly rolling her eyes, and why shouldn’t she? Who is this crazy, middle-aged woman, crying in her restaurant about a biker show.
Then I woke up, without my Chicken Parmesan, but with my dignity, at least.
Truth is, I did just finish season 5 of Sons, and I am quite fond of Gemma Teller Morrow, but I’m not sure I’ll even watch season 6 because the show is just so dang violent that I spend more time shielding my eyes from torture scenes and machine gun spray than I do watching. I think Gemma and I have parted ways for good and my subconscious knew it before I did. Good-bye Gemma. You were the best pretend Old Lady a girl could have. Sniffle.
Disclaimer: You get that this was a dream, right? About a show I like? I have no idea how many actual SOA seasons there are, nor do I have an insider’s track on when the show will end. Don’t quote me to the Enquirer, okay?
|Gemma Teller Morrow (Katey Sagal)